HIGHSCHOOL DROPOUT

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I used to find love in the little things
 Now this 80 proof the only way I feel
 All my friends tell me I'm a fiend
 Guess the pain is something I couldn't conceal no more
 I miss the old me (old me)
 I miss that 2am rush for sure
 I miss the old me
 Don't know the new me
 Chivas Regal in my blood
 And I do not give a fuck
 I got no pulse, blacked out
 Fucked up in the back of your car
 (Back of your car)
 I got no phone, passed out
 Think I got kicked out of the bar
 (They stole my fake and my wallet)
 I've been all in my head
 I'm making love with ambition
 The only point of my youth
 Is making reckless decisions
 I'm just a no good, shitfaced, highschool dropout
 (No good, shitfaced, highschool dropout)
 What's the point in feeling something that'll never be enough
 Psilocybin dreaming who I am and who I was
 Am I holding on to something or just catchin' my own bluff
 'Cause I'll hold on to this feeling 'till I finally open up
 Used to find the bright side, now I'm in the dark
 Used to fight to cope
 Now I'm fighting for a spark
 I'm so used to getting used
 I don't check up on myself
 Guess the reason I feel perfect's same as why I need help
 'Cause I used to find love in the little things
 (Love in the little things)
 Shot of gin, chase it with lust (lust)
 All my friends tell me I'm a fiend
 (Love in the little things)
 Chivas Regal in my blood
 And I do not give a fuck
 I got no pulse, blacked out
 Fucked up in the back of your car
 (Back of your car)
 I got no phone, passed out
 Think I got kicked out of the bar
 (They stole my fake and my wallet)
 I've been all in my head
 I'm making love with ambition
 The only point of my youth
 Is making reckless decisions
 I'm just a no good, shitfaced, highschool dropout
 (No good, shitfaced, highschool dropout)
 (No good, shitfaced, highschool dropout)
 (No good, shitfaced, highschool dropout)
 

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Duration
02:06
Key
1
Tempo
157 BPM

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